The Perk, Monday Afternoon

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Mother's Day had come and gone and Will had managed to push most of his melancholy down and back behind the door where he kept everything that threatened to make him a hollow husk. Repression was a mighty powerful thing.

The first thing Will had done when he'd woken up that morning was go on a very, very long run. He'd run until his legs ached and his lungs burned and only when he thought he couldn't go any further had he stopped. Stopping had put him right in front of the Perk so Will had decided to go inside to cool down and enjoy the air conditioner in there.

After ordering something cool, he found a spot near the window and stretched out, slowly cooling down and relaxing. His legs felt a little like jelly and he thought there might be a mild sunburn on his face and arms but otherwise, he felt pretty decent, pretty good.

As long as he didn't think too much or too deeply, he'd be fine.

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"You deserve your freedom though," Will pointed out. "You deserve to live your life, Celia. Not your father's."

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Celia actually blinked quickly at that, casting her eyes down for a moment until she felt confident that she wouldn't cry.

"That might be the kindest and smartest thing anyone's ever said to me, Will," she said softly, smiling slowly at him. "Thank you. And if we weren't in a coffee shop, I could kiss you for it."

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"It's the truth. You're welcome," he said and squeezed her hand again. "You can kiss me when we're not in the coffee shop."

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Celia, true to form, blushed enough to match his sunburn, but still was able to pull it together enough to glance at him with a flirtatious smile. "Want to walk back to the dorms with me?"

So they could leave the coffee shop, and she could enjoy that freedom he'd reminded her of, you see.

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"Yes," Will said without any hesitation. He kept a hold of her hand as he moved to stand up. "Yes, I'd like that."